I met a god on the way to the market place
With a smile upon his face
He walked upright
Strong like
His shoulders were bare and a tattoo of my name was engraved across his back
Intrigued, I then followed him until the wind swept him away
I cried in every emotion you can think of
Hoping my guy would reappear
Walking well into the night
"Fall back, my friend…fall back"
"Come unto thee & show me your face"
But the moonlight was not very bright that night
And he was able to hide amongst the shadows of our two worlds
I wish him well
I wish him peace
I never got his name
But neither could I forget mines
It was etched across his back
He can run for now
And at the morning's first light
I will hunt him down
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